STRANGING ME
Well the, sun blinds
And the moon shines
I am doing fine
The bee’s honey
Silky smooth
The sun’s sunny
Burnin through
I wonder how the world keeps spinning too
There are some strange wings
Lifting me
There are some strange things
Stranging me
The wind talks to me
In clarity
Says to me
With a silent breeze
Wings make me strange
Stranging me
Well the, sun shines
And the moon climbs
And I’m doing fine
The world’s running yeah
Without a clue
The sun’s sunny yeah
Burnin through
And I wonder how we keep on thinking too
And the wind talks to me
In clarity
Says to me
With a breeze so free
These wings feel so strange
Stranging me
They gonna keepin me strange
A long ranging strange, strange, strange, strange…
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